As I learned to see my submission as strength, to see value in my service, I found myself raising the bar for the Dominant people in my life. I have happy, loving relationships with people I will not submit to. Living authentically, I can love many, but submit to few.

I have consented to be wrecked. “We will shatter,” I said. Now pieces of me at being scattered across the country. I am bruised blue with heartache. But I’m proud of my marks. They're evidence of my strength. This love is beautiful, even shattered to pieces.

Yes. I play dangerously. We’re drifting towards an event horizon instead of orbiting a sun eternally. We will shatter. The benefits of sexual freedom are bittersweet sometimes. When love is dynamic, the changes can take time. It hurts to adjust.

"I’m willing to hop one gate, that’s my mantra to doing guerrilla bondage, but two gates means that you just really shouldn’t be in there. But models will occasionally go, 'No, c’mon, let’s go! It’s just right up here!' And so next thing you know I’m climbing another fence." - Dallas Kink

As I learned to see my submission as strength, to see value in my service, I found myself raising the bar for the Dominant people in my life. I have happy, loving relationships with people I will not submit to. Living authentically, I can love many, but submit to few.

Tokyo’s fetish for fetishes is hardly a secret. The weird, the taboo, the edges of erotic play can all be found in the hundreds of private fetish clubs in the densely-packed metropolis. The birthplace of manga and tentacle porn, Tokyo’s conservatism is a thin canopy that shades a jungle of forbidden desires, erotic art, and kink culture.

Yes. I play dangerously. We’re drifting towards an event horizon instead of orbiting a sun eternally. We will shatter. The benefits of sexual freedom are bittersweet sometimes. When love is dynamic, the changes can take time. It hurts to adjust.

If you’ve had a few sex partners, it’s likely you’ve experienced some form of BDSM, even if you aren’t exactly sure what that jumble of letters means. If you’ve ever used a necktie to bind your partner’s wrists to the bedpost, or felt the warm tingle of a slap on your skin and liked it, or murmured blush-inducing adulation of her slutty mouth, then you have already been acquainted with the culture of Kink.

Tokyo’s fetish for fetishes is hardly a secret. The weird, the taboo, the edges of erotic play can all be found in the hundreds of private fetish clubs in the densely-packed metropolis. The birthplace of manga and tentacle porn, Tokyo’s conservatism is a thin canopy that shades a jungle of forbidden desires, erotic art, and kink culture.

The safety of Kinksters is at risk because we fail to be more than a collective of people with similar interests and goals. We fail to hold each other accountable, we fail in supporting each other, and in creating an environment where people feel safe enough to be authentic.

I have consented to be wrecked. “We will shatter,” I said. Now pieces of me at being scattered across the country. I am bruised blue with heartache. But I’m proud of my marks. They're evidence of my strength. This love is beautiful, even shattered to pieces.

Yes. I play dangerously. We’re drifting towards an event horizon instead of orbiting a sun eternally. We will shatter. The benefits of sexual freedom are bittersweet sometimes. When love is dynamic, the changes can take time. It hurts to adjust.

I hate to be the one to break it to you, love. There’s going to be pain in your life. There are going to be moments when you feel like the waters have drifted up over your nose, and you have to stretch to get a breath. It’s going to happen. Consider yourself warned.

You always learn the most when you're interacting with the people between the workshops at sex education conventions like CatalystCon. Don't get me wrong, the workshops are worthy of the price of entrance. But its the intimate moments when all that juicy bits of sexual goodness really hit home.

Inside Iran's Seditious Sex Scene: It’s Friday. In Tehran, young urbanites are gearing up for the weekend. In the city’s affluent neighborhoods, friends and family of the elite gather behind the relative privacy of four walls to socialize, drink, and let their hair down.

I sheathed my sharp tongue long enough to discuss the pros and cons of trigger warnings and their effect on how we communicate with each other on the Gentleperverts' Social Club Podcast with Dylan Thomas and Crista Ann.

Her authority as an advocate for sexual freedom comes from living nearly 20 years as a writer, speaker, sex educator, and Kinkster. She has skin in the game. It's a skin she's clearly comfortable being in. Through her work in the National Coalition for Sexual Freedom, thousands of others are learning to be safe and comfortable in theirs.

"I’m willing to hop one gate, that’s my mantra to doing guerrilla bondage, but two gates means that you just really shouldn’t be in there. But models will occasionally go, 'No, c’mon, let’s go! It’s just right up here!' And so next thing you know I’m climbing another fence." - Dallas Kink

A #KinkyReading featuring "Ultimate Guide To Kink" edited by Tristan Taormino, Chapter written by Laura Antoniou. "How To Train Your Sex Slave" is an essay on sexual freedom, and power exchange relationships. In this video I'm reading about the diversity of sexual expression while I get spanked, caned and flogged by leatherman Hardy Haberman.

Fetlife may have spoiled me on individualized identity options on social media profiles. Okcupid is on the right track, but I won’t be happy until I can list my whole polycule and all my metamours. I want more metamour love on okcupid.

You always learn the most when you're interacting with the people between the workshops at sex education conventions like CatalystCon. Don't get me wrong, the workshops are worthy of the price of entrance. But its the intimate moments when all that juicy bits of sexual goodness really hit home.

She had a few extra hours with the soft leather buckled and locked around her neck. She was happy. He was still sleeping. She slipped out of bed lightly and walked, still nude, to the kitchen to start coffee.

I want to yank empathetic tears from your eyes and watch them roll down your cheek and wet the page so that my words bleed. A little breath play. A little pain play. A little mindfuck. I want you to get to the last word and beg me to hurt you again like the true masochist I know you are.

The mission of Sex For The Rest of Us is to educate about alternative sexual lifestyles like polyamory and BDSM with videos and blogs slathered in self-deprecating wit. Because I'm kind of a masochist like that.

Love withers under constraints. Its very essence is liberty; it is comparable neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear; it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited where its votaries are in confidence, equality and unreserve.